Jim White is a product of the New South. Like Barry Hannah, Jim

Dickey, or Harry Crews, White takes all those familiar Southern

elements such as twisted fence posts, abandoned railroad tracks, dirt

roads, muddy swamps, Pentacostal churches, and motor homes, and

funnels them through his quirky blend of philosophical Southern gothic

storytelling. His new album, Transnormal Skiperoo, is a little sunnier

than his past works (the result, he says, of his newfound enlightened

view of life), but it’s still rife with cinematic lyrics and

swamp-funk arrangements. Still, amidst these bright-eyed excursions,

Skiperoo also contains “Plywood Superman,” which certainly takes the

cake as the saddest song in White’s catalog. With Kathleen Haskard. BRIAN J. BARR

Listen to a sample of Jim White’s “A Town Called Amen.”

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Sun., March 30, 8:30 p.m., 2008